The moment when you think tommorow is wednesday and you do some assignments set up for a much later time. Your parents walk in and tells you to sleep and get ready for thursday tommorow. And there is a pile of assignments due on thursday which I was supposed to do on wednesday. If you didn't get what I mean just know, I am fucked.

Nice stories everyone. I'll share one more story that really scarred me for life. Warning, don't read this one if you're easily spooked. So it was 4 years ago when I was a junior in high school, my glory days. We were in health class, chilling, relaxing, when the teacher came in and started causing trouble. She brought in a TV and started playing a film without telling us what it was. I figured I was watching some sort of alien fusion from an old sci-fi movie. So the film finally ends and our class is dumb-founded. I muster up the courage to ask the teacher what we just witnessed and she replies with "human birth, isn't it beautiful">________>.

The night before I graduated college, I was dead asleep and got woken up to the sounds of shotguns firing REPEATEDLY at 4 AM. I looked out my second story window and saw a man with a gun shooting at our yard! I ran downstairs and woke my parents/sister up and informed them of it, but the man had left and the shots had stopped. Zero proof of his existance, and it was too dark to see any bullets in the grass. Fast forward to about half an hour after they had gone back to bed and called me crazy, the man is on the street and shoots just one more time into the sky.

At the time, I was sure we were to all be murdered, and he KNEW I was . D:

(I later found out that it was our neighbor shooting a possum that had gotten into his trashcan, but it was scary at the time!)

Had a gun held to my head when I was a kid. Before that, my grandma had a gun held to her head by her own daughter. a.k.a. my biological mother. If the gun didn't jam at that time, I'd probably be with my biological mom rather than my grandma.

Another one... Went long-boarding when I was in high school and thought I was "Cool" enough to ride down an extremely steep hill. Turns out... the pavement almost made me bleed out and die of dehydration. I guess if it wasn't for that one guy who happened to be home... I would've probably died that day since my idiot friends weren't smart enough to bring a phone with them. |:

Lastly... This one isn't a real life story but just a nightmare. Just imagine driving down a highway as if it was a normal day with nothing going on and your just heading home without the music on. Then, right in front of you, you see a bomb dropping from the sky in front of you and you only have seconds to pray for everyone you love before that bomb kills everything around you, including you.

Feels like we are all sitting around a campfire telling ghost stories and shit.

So here's one for me to contribute that I still hate thinking about to this day:

Way back when, when I was probably around 10-11 years old, my aunt took me and my two brothers to Philadelphia to see the Phillies play, since we were avid baseball fans. About 3 weeks before we went, I played a game called "The Suffering" for Xbox Classic. I was so intrigued by the ghosts and monsters in the game and the overall penitentiary setting they had that I researched it a little. I found out that there was a penitentiary in Philadelphia called "Eastern State Penitentiary" that was literally the prison the game was based off of. So as we were traveling there, we got on a double decker tour bus and toured around Phillie, one of the stops was the prison. I felt it calling to me for some reason. I asked my aunt if we could get off and go there because I was so interested in it. She declined, saying it would be a waste. I was then told that there was some sort of spirits that still reside there of dead inmates and that there was some sort of history behind their terrifying tortures. For some reason, I felt... tranquilly terrified. Like the kind where it's... I don't know how to describe it. Someone joked about there being some kind of curse to that place and I was 10-11, of course I believed it.

So jump forward to later that night, I was sitting in the hotel room watching Hidalgo with my two brothers and my aunt when I felt an itch in my nose. I began to itch it and then I felt a warm liquid rushing out of my nose. I looked down at my white shirt, now stained with some blood on it, to find out it was funneling out. My aunt and I rushed to the bathroom and we tried to fix me up, but to no avail. We made the only sound decision we could, we went to the hospital about 2 blocks away.I sat in the ER bleeding out for a good... 30 minutes to an hour before they realized how important my situation was. I threw up twice after swallowing so much blood and I almost passed out. The contents of the throwup? Nothing but blood. I sat in the ER, draining blood rapidly. I cannot tell you how awful it was. We went in at around 9 P.M. and I got out at around 6 A.M. Bleeding the entire time. I was very certain I was probably going to die that day. But I didn't. We decided to leave Philadelphia the next day after I got enough strength from being almost dead to watch the fireworks, as it was 4th of July weekend. As we were driving away, I remember very vividly that as I was about to pass out in the car from exhaustion, near-death, and lack of sleep and blood loss, looking before my eyes closed to see... You guessed it. Eastern State Penitentiary.

I am still convinced to this day that it was because I did not go to that place, that I was punished by some unknown force, nearly killing me. I have yet to step foot back anywhere near Philadelphia.

"Some guy stuck a butter knife covered in peanut butter into my DvD player because he said it was hungry."-Anonymous

One night I woke up and thought I saw spiders crawling all over the walls, the floor etc. Hundreds of them. I also saw a creepy old lady in the corner of my room and she gradually got closer and closer. I have never ran out of a room so fast in my life. D:

A pigeon flew towards my face once. That was scary. A seagull also chased me.